he ran
his fingers
slowly and gently
over my past
tracing over
the broken lines
and kissing the
worn edges
of my heart
in this moment
the world stops
and his touch
fills every
void in my soul
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Flesh
words
fall like rain
upon
naked flesh
hour by hour
the passion
builds
fingers dance
searching the depths
of my core
the waves
arrive
one after another
until sated
intoxicating
the scent of us
lingers
filling the room
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